Heavy Metal lyrics

by

Lil Twist


[Chorus: Kyyngg]
b*tch, I'm in my bag, I'm runnin' up them bands
She diggin' on my drip, I think she likin' how I swag
Please don't disrespect it, make a n*gga bust yo' ass
I just want a bag, can you fill it up with cash? Yeah
Up this chopper, be like, "Hello"
I keep that heavy metal, b*tch, I stay on Dr. Jekyll, yeah
Smoke a n*gga for a ounce, no, it ain't safe in my town, yeah
Gun a n*gga down, yeah

[Verse 1: uncredited]
I trap, I'm not a celebrity, deep in the skreet like the sesame, ayy
We hit the slab with the recipe, to get the pack and he blessin' me, ayy
I'm havin' them racks, and I got it off traffickin' packs
And I don't mean to brag, I'm in first but I thought it was last
I get the bag and I go, chips on the road, state to state, bringin' [?]
We let 'em go for the low, bands or the smoke, pull up and get you 'em both
I'm still in the hood like a motor, still in the trap with the smokers
I get the pack and I roll it, gotta stay down and stay focused
I do this sh*t for my people, run for you n*ggas, you never know when you gon' need 'em
I keep it real with my people, eat with your n*ggas 'cause they don't know when you gon' feed 'em
Rest in my pocket and swipin' a Visa, f*ckin' your hoe then I leave her
You want a score, I'ma meet ya, Saint Hooligans sh*t, I be rollin' with creatures, ayy

[Chorus: Kyyngg]
b*tch, I'm in my bag, I'm runnin' up them bands
She diggin' on my drip, I think she likin' how I swag
Please don't disrespect it, make a n*gga bust yo' ass
I just want a bag, can you fill it up with cash? Yeah
Up this chopper, be like, "Hello"
I keep that heavy metal, b*tch, I stay on Dr. Jekyll, yeah
Smoke a n*gga for a ounce, no, it ain't safe in my town, yeah
Gun a n*gga down, yeah
[Verse 2: uncredited]
Bangin' my chest like I'm King Kong, my nine clip's like a ringtone
Tryna smoke, get my lean on, you either get smoked or just lean wrong
Like Bruce Lee when I kick it, money stand like a midget
She say she love when I'm in it, hit it once, can't forget it
Chasin' that bag, I tore up my [?] put you in that ground
Shot him 28 times, I'm a king and you a punk
I need a rack like Serena, if she ain't f*ckin', I don't need her
I got the dough and the cheese, call me a slice of pizza
I'm in the back like I left somethin', mad b*tches say I'm handsome
I'm a king 'round here, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm like a [?]
Me [?] need it, if it ain't [?] then keep it
He'll get back like a CD, yo, I'm in the city with Kyyngg

[Chorus: Kyyngg]
b*tch, I'm in my bag, I'm runnin' up them bands
She diggin' on my drip, I think she likin' how I swag
Please don't disrespect it, make a n*gga bust yo' ass
I just want a bag, can you fill it up with cash? Yeah
Up this chopper, be like, "Hello"
I keep that heavy metal, b*tch, I stay on Dr. Jekyll, yeah
Smoke a n*gga for a ounce, no, it ain't safe in my town, yeah
Gun a n*gga down, yeah

[Verse 3: Kyyngg]
Pick a Backwoods, stuff a eighth, put lil pus*y in his place
Like it's my birthday, I'm gettin' that cake, I'm runnin' up racks, no, you n*ggas ain't safe
[?]
[?] your b*tch and she won't mention me
Lil b*tch, I'm chasin' the money, you know I'm runnin' these hunnids
Please do not trip, we gon' gun you, yeah
I caught him slippin', blew his brains out
At least he tried to go out with a bang, though, yeah
These pus*y n*ggas ain't important
Lil b*tch, I'm ballin' like I'm Jordan
I'm clearly [?] like a sport
I put that di*k all in her throat
[Chorus: Kyyngg]
b*tch, I'm in my bag, I'm runnin' up them bands
She diggin' on my drip, I think she likin' how I swag
Please don't disrespect it, make a n*gga bust yo' ass
I just want a bag, can you fill it up with cash? Yeah
Up this chopper, be like, "Hello"
I keep that heavy metal, b*tch, I stay on Dr. Jekyll, yeah
Smoke a n*gga for a ounce, no, it ain't safe in my town, yeah
Gun a n*gga down, yeah
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